“Mine too,” I said with a soft laugh. I placed my hand on his chest, right over his heart. It was beating so hard and fast that I knew Hunter was nervous as well. It had taken me way too long to realize the one thing I needed to heal was Hunter’s love…as well as his touch.
With shaking hands, I pulled his button-down shirt out of his jeans and started to undo it. Hunter stood perfectly still, waiting for me to give him directions. It felt amazing knowing he was giving me total control over everything tonight.
Once his shirt was undone, I pressed my hands to his chiseled chest, running them up to his shoulders and pushing the shirt off. I leaned in and kissed him gently on his right pec. I heard his intake of air and saw him ball up his hands at his sides. He was respecting my wish not to touch me, and God, that made me fall even more in love with him.
I quickly got to work on his jeans. Hunter groaned and closed his eyes when I slipped my hand inside his boxers. He was so warm and hard. My mouth watered at the idea of having him inside me.
Letting him go, I took a step back. “Take off your pants, Hunter.”
He moved so quickly, I had to press my lips together to keep from laughing. When his foot got stuck and he nearly fell over trying to get his pants off, I couldn’t hold it in and started to giggle.
Hunter finally got his jeans off and stood before me in only his boxers. I could see the outline of his dick, and I licked my suddenly dry lips.
Slowly lifting my gaze, our eyes met. “Will you undress me?”
His eyes grew wide before he gave me a jerky nod.
Moving toward him, I concentrated on keeping my breathing steady as Hunter cupped my face in his hands and gently kissed me.
“I love you, Bella.”
Tears pricked at the back of my eyes, and I fought to keep my emotions under control. Hunter was always so sweet when it came to lovemaking. He always made sure I found pleasure before he did. And he always told me he loved me before we started.
To see how gentle and caring he was being made the moment even more special because I knew he wasn’t treating me like a glass doll. Hunter was gentle because that was simply who he was. Oh, he could be naughty when the occasion called for it. But right now, in this moment, he was giving me exactly what I needed, and I loved him so damn much for that.
“I love…I love you too.”
Hunter pulled the loose bowtie off my neck and dropped it onto his discarded clothes. I noticed how his hands shook like mine had when I’d undressed him. He smiled and started to unbutton the small black vest. Seconds later, it was on the floor.
“Sit down on the bed, Bella.”
I did as he said and sat on the edge of his bed. He knelt down and slowly took one of my boots off, followed by the other. His gaze lifted and met mine. “Can I touch you?”
Nodding, I held my breath as his hands traveled slowly up my legs and then back down. Every inch of my body was lit on fire from his touch. A deep pull of desire started at the bottom of my stomach and shot straight between my legs. I had to fight the urge to moan when he lightly moved his hands over my thighs.
He stood, took my hands, and pulled me up. Dropping back down, he moved his hands under my shirt dress and found the top of my black leggings. He slowly pulled them down, and I could hear both our breaths coming a bit faster and harder.
“Hold on to me, sweetheart.”
Doing as he asked, I held his shoulders while I lifted one leg and then the other. Hunter pulled the tights off. His hands went back to my legs, and the skin-to-skin contact had us both sucking in a breath.
“Your skin is so soft, Bella.”
“Honey lotion,” I gasped as I slid a hand up my body and over my heart. It felt like it was about to beat right out of my chest.
“Are you okay?” Hunter asked, slowly standing.
“Yes. Don’t stop. Please.”
He reached for my shirt and started to unbutton it. A part of me wanted him to simply rip it open, but I knew he was moving slowly for my sake.
When he got to the last button, the shirt fell open, and I watched as Hunter took me in. I was going to kiss Bree the next time I saw her. She had talked me into wearing matching, white lace panties and bra. It was a push-up bra, so my boobs were looking pretty darn good if I did say so myself.